DISCLAIMER: I do not own Monochrome Factor or any of the characters - They are all Kairi Sorano's property.

This is just a fanfic, made from a fan for fans.

AUTHOR'S Note: Rated M for language, explicit intimate scenes & yaoi.

It was already pretty late when Shirogane left the bar "STILL" and headed home. No kokuchi incidents came up and it was a slow and warm night. But Akira and Aya hadn't returned to the bar at all, so he was feeling quite depressed while thinking about it. When he got home, he went straight to Akira's bedroom, only to find it empty and dark. He decided to calm down and wait. Afterall no matter what had happened, he would know only when the boy decided to finally show up. He undressed, leaving his clothes in a neat pile on a chair and loosened his hair, that spread fluidly on his shoulders. Shirogane laid down without bothering to switch on any lights, once again lost in his thoughts. Long after that , he opened his eyes when rustling sounds reached him from downstairs, and a little later an exhausted and battered up Akira appeared in the bedroom door. He threw his school bag on the floor, kicking off his shoes and headed towards the bathroom.

Great! Not only does he come home this late without saying anything to anyone, but now he doesn't even notice me. Shirogane thought to himself. The shower turned on in the room next door and he was tempted to go and peek a little his object of desire. He smiled a bit to that, but then his mind strayed to what he saw before. Scratches and bruises. Where did Akira get those? Would he explain himself when he got back, or would he pretend that it's nothing and put it aside? Thinking about all those, the shin didn't even notice the boy making his way back to the room, done from his shower and wrapped only in a towel around his waist. He was fumbling around looking for clothes as quiet as he could, probably keeping in mind, that Shirogane had fallen asleep already. When he found what he was looking for, he dropped the towel and put on his boxers and pants, shut everything and went to bed. Shirogane was already sweaty and semi-hard from the previous "show", which Akira obliviously put up. When he sat on the bed though he noticed him with a scowl on his face.

"Oh come on… cut me some slack here!"

"…."

"Didn't we agree you wouldn't sleep in my bed? Come on Shirogane! I'm tired.. Get up!", Akira said and pulled him.

"Akira-kun where have you been all day?"

"It's not time for that now. I wanna sleep. Can you get off my bed now?"

"Why are you covered with bruises and scratches? Where did you go with Aya? Why didn't you say anything and just what are you two hiding?"

"Are you interrogating me now? What the…?"

Shirogane pulled Akira suddenly making him fall in bed on top of him and held him tight, so that he wouldn't move. They were staring at each other without saying anything, both frustrated with each other's behaviour. After a while Shirogane sighed and spoke first,

"Tell me what's wrong, Akira-kun…"

"Nothing's wrong. Actually… nothing's wrong apart from the fact you're keeping me glued to you and you're not exactly dressed either.", the boy said and with that he wrestled some more and managed to unlock himself from the shin's grasp. Lifting a bit, he sat at the edge of the bed, looking down to Shirogane.

"What the fuck got into you today? Just get off my bed already and let me sleep. I told you I'm tired!"

Shirogane lifted his hand and traced some scratches on Akira's chest that were lit up from the street lights. The boy shivered under his touch, though he could not tell if it was from pleasure or because he still felt the pain from his injuries.

"Do they still hurt?", the shin asked quietly.

"No... Not much anyway.. They'll heal soon."

"Do you wanna go to Master and ask him to heal you?"

"They're not something serious to bother him this late at night Shirogane.", Akira said rolling his eyes a bit exasperated.

"I'm just worried about you…"

"I know.. I know, I'm sorry. I'm just tired."

With that he chanced to look at the lying man's face. He wore a restrained painful expression, probably over-worrying himself, because of the marks he saw on him. His face looked more pale than usual. Those deep blue eyes were much darker now, almost black, and his hair was spread all over the pillow and bed. Akira touched it before he could hold himself.

It's soft and smooth, like glowing silver. He thought almost entranced by it. Then Aya's words crossed his mind.

….it's not a bad thing to show your feelings to someone once in a while. ….maybe you should treat him a bit better….

He shifted his eyes from the silver hair back to Shirogane taking in the beautiful sight of him, the broad shoulders, the hard chest, the fine skin... The shin was still looking at him with concern.

"Are you sure you feel alright Akira-kun?"

"Uhh… yeah… I think so."

….it's not a bad thing to show your feelings to someone once in a while…

Aya's words rang in his ears again and he leaned closer to the man. Maybe I can do it, just this once…

He thought to himself and with that he pressed his lips on Shirogane's tentatively, but pulled back all too soon.

"You shouldn't worry that much Shirogane. I'm getting stronger everyday now and I can stand my ground when I need to."

The shin was staring at him with his mouth slightly open, and a bit fazed by what had just happened.

He kissed me. I didn't push him to do so and he kissed me, ..on his own. What if…

Suddenly he snapped out of his trance, wrapped an arm around Akira, pulled him close and kissed him hard. His lips and tongue were hungry and demanding, devouring every bit of the boy's taste.

Akira was surprised but remained close and started kissing him back, responding to his touch. He didn't know he could feel like that for another man, moreover for.. Shirogane. Such intensity and pleasure… now he just wanted more. Crawling on top of the older man, he kept their lips locked together while his hands started exploring the pale soft skin. It was even smoother than he expected. Smooth and hard, because of the tight muscles. He sucked and bit the luscious lips in front of him that drove him crazy, and continued spilling little kisses among Shirogane's jaw line. He breathed in his smell, and continued moving lower. Akira took his time licking one nipple. That earned him a soft gasp that made him smile, and then did the same to the other one. His partner let his hands wander on him, rubbing his back, running fingers through his hair.. They were both enjoying it and nothing seemed important right then.

When Akira reached below the waist he hesitated. Shirogane pulled him up and made him lie on his back.

"We can stop right here, right now and forget about it. I don't want you to push yourself just to make me feel better or anything."

"I…", the boy took a deep breath, averting his eyes a bit and continued.

"I want it but I'm not sure… how I should proceed.", he said carefully looking at the man towering over him. His hair covered them both, like silver glowing curtains and once again Akira was taken by his beauty.

"Alright… I'm not sure either but we can give it a shot. Tell me to stop whenever you feel like it and I will, no matter what, ok?"

"Ok..", the younger man replied with some uncertainty. But soon everything was forgotten, as Shirogane started devouring him slowly. He pushed down his pants and boxers, and took in the sight of the man he desired ever since they met. Akira's body was lean but well toned, with beautiful, tanned skin. They were both painfully hard, but Shirogane wanted to make his partner feel as comfortable as possible with him and enjoy their every moment. He spilled wet kisses on his inner thighs, pushing them to open more and positioned himself better. Leaning closer, he licked the slit of Akira's cock, making him shudder. Then blew softly at the same spot and slipped the whole length into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the tip, grazing it with his teeth and started humming and pumping it. Akira moaned loudly and grasped the sheets tight.

"Shi.. ro… gane… if you… ahhh… do that, I'll..", he said between gasps and moans. He looked down and tried to stop him, but the shin continued in a faster pace than before, never taking his eyes from Akira's face.

"Oh God…", the young man grabbed the other hard and pushed him down on his cock. That made him gag a bit, but sent Akira over the edge, who came with a loud moan. Shirogane swallowed most of the cum but some dripped on his chin.

"I'm so sorry.. I couldn't stop myself."

Shirogane wiped the cum with his fingers and reached behind him, pushing one easily through his puckered hole. Soon a second followed, and he started scissoring them in order to prepare himself. Akira was staring at him mesmerised once again. He lifted himself and started kissing him, tasting his own cum as well. That, combined with the sight in front of him, made him hard again really fast. Shirogane had slipped a third finger inside him and was moving now on them faster, leaving soft sounds of pleasure. He crawled on top of him, pulled his fingers out and started sitting slowly on Akira's cock, taking him all in. He gasped and waited till he adjusted to the size inside him. The boy below could barely breathe. Shirogane's passage was so damn tight that he was afraid he'd cum any minute then, or maybe hurt him in the process. When he started moving, he was relieved and waves of pleasure run his spine. His partner seemed to be lost in the same pleasure and now was moving faster. He leaned forward kissing every bit of skin, while pumping at the same time his own dick. The precum was dripping from the tip of it, making Akira wanna taste it. He brushed his thumb over the slit and then licked it off. They both became even more excited with that. Akira grabbed the shin's thighs and started thrusting in more and more forcefully, rubbing every time his gland and making him gasp from pleasure more and more. Shirogane came hard, and soon the boy followed, feeling the contractions in the warm walls of his partner's tight passage.

They remained entagled together, all sweaty and exhausted from their love-making. Shirogane was laying his head on Akira's chest, listening to the fast heartbeat beneath him, slowing down to normal. He felt the cum spilling out of his entrance and that made him smile a bit.

"We should get up and go take a shower…", he whispered drowsily.

"Yeah..", Akira said without opening his eyes.

Neither moved, 'cause they didn't want their time together to end so soon, so they continued laying down, tracing each other's lines softly.

"Let's get up or we'll never get some rest", Akira said quietly, pushing back Shirogane's hair from his face. But the shin was already deep asleep. The boy sighed and stroked his partner's sleeping face with the back of his hand.

"You're really something…", he whispered smiling and kissed the other man's forehead. Slowly and as quiet as possible, he got up from bed, trying not to wake Shirogane up while doing so. He walked to the bathroom and after cleaning himself up, he came back with a wet washcloth to do the same to the sleeping man. Some of that night's scenes replayed in his head. How would they face each other the next morning? Would everything go down smoothly or new issues would arise between them?

Putting his worries aside, he decided to get some sleep himself first as well, and that he would deal with everything when the time came. He returned the washcloth to the bathroom after cleaning Shirogane as thoroughly as possible, walked over to bed and laid beside the white-haired man with a soft sigh. Akira pulled the covers over them both and fell sound asleep really fast.

Shirogane opened his eyes, only to find himself alone in the bed. The sun was already high and shining brightly, and he realised it was nearly midday. But what about last night?

He shifted the bedcovers and saw that he was wearing his boxers from last night. Akira seemed to have slept on the floor judging by the sheets laying around on the floor and was long gone again.

Probably with her.. Ugh.. That Aya! So it was just a dream…

Clenching his fists, he pushed his anxiety aside and remembered how real his dream looked like and how hot Akira was, even if only last night existed only in his - perverted - imagination. He whistled and fell back to bed, rock hard.

Hell yeah!

Shirogane thought while closing his eyes and grinning like an idiot.

I want more of those…!

And with that he started stroking himself, seeking for relief.

Thank you everyone for reading the story so far and sorry it took a while to add the 2nd chapter.

I hope you'll all enjoy it as much as I did, and I wait for your comments and reviews on it.

Have fun!